Oranges - Freya

Isn’t it strange who you end up with

Wanting other than you thought you did

Isn’t it funny you’re as different from me

As oranges from apples

As the Finnish from the French

As back to front and inside out

As starting from the end

As milk from wine

As snow from sunshine

As the sky from the sea

As Kate Moss from me?

You’re apples

And I’m oranges

It’s all the same to me

Without the dark night

There would be no daylight

So I’m gonna follow you like «d"follows «c»

Like you follow me …

Isn’t it strange who you end up with

Wanting one thing — getting the opposite

Isn’t it funny you’re as different from me

As soup from ice cream

As those who sleep, from who dreams

As candlelight from spotlight

As coffee from tea

As the relatively straight

From those who’d take both

As those who go down

From those who think it’s gross?

You’re apples

And I’m oranges

It’s all the same to me

Without the dark night

There would be no daylight

So I’m gonna follow you like «d"follows «c»

Like you follow me …

You’re strawberries

I’m bananas

You’re starfruit

I’m a mango

You’re juicy

I’m getting thirsty

You’re a kiwi

I’m hungry

— So all I think to do, is eat